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My eyes were closed

My eyes were closed

All my life my eyes were closed,
All my thoughts were not exposed.
Was it really so supposed?
No-one ever had proposed.

One day my brother led away,
He wouldn't ever no-one betray.
This wasn't ever a game to play,
He would keep a secret till the last day.

He opened my eyes and showed the world to me,
I opened my mouth and wondered- how can it be?
I opened my heart and instantly started to see,
I opened my palm and saw a church key.

There is time left a little,
And my soul is very brittle.
God, help others to survive,
And the helpless to revive.

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Dameon Farris

Wow Markuss man this is amazing and powerful I love this thank you for sharing this piece is strong and be holds great strength I love the ending like (help the helpless to survive) nice touch and I will now support you everyday :D welcome to Cosmo :DĀ 

-All our young lives we search for someone to love, someone to make us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heart break and hope, all the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, someone perfict is searching for us.Ā 

~ a wise manĀ 

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